Sunday, June 2, 2013
momma
MOMMA YOU HEARD ME CRYING LAST NIGHT WHILE I LAY IN MY BED
I HEARD NO WORDS OF COMFORT ONLY SILENCE INSTEAD
MOMMA HOW OLD WILL I HAVE TO BE BEFORE YOU’LL LISTEN TO ME
MOMMA WHEN WILL YOU OPEN YOUR EYES, AND FINALLY REALIZE……THE PAIN I AM IN
IT’S NOT SOMETHING THAT WILL GO AWAY
I LIVE WITH THIS FEELING EVERY DAY
MOMMA HOW MANY TIMES WILL YOU TURN YOUR HEAD AND JUST LOOK THE OTHER WAY
PRETENDING THAT NOTHING CHANGED, THAT I’M THE SAME
NO MATTER WHAT I SAY
MOMMA HOW MANY TEARS WILL I HAVE TO SHED
BEFORE YOU WILL LIFT YOUR HEAD,
AND ACKNOWLEDGE THE PAIN I FEEL
WILL YOU WAIT…………..UNTIL IT’S TOO LATE
WHEN MY BODY LAY COLD AND STILL
MOMMA YOU SAY THAT I’M TO YOUNG TO FEEL THE WAY I DO
HOW OLD DO YOU HAVE TO BE FOR YOUR HEART TO BREAK INTO
MOMMA HOW OLD DO I HAVE TO BE
BEFORE YOU TAKE ME SERIOUSLY
MOMMA THE PAIN HAS BECOME TO GREAT
THIS SUFFERING I CAN NO LONGER TAKE
THE ONLY ANSWER THAT I COULD FIND
WAS TO LEAVE THIS COLD WORLD OF MIND
MOMMA EVERY TIME I TRIED TO TALK TO YOU, YOU SAID WAIT UNTIL YOU’RE BIGGER
I KNOW NOW HOW TO STOP THE PAIN
I JUST PULL THE TRIGGER
MOMMA TELL THE OTHERS GOODBYE
AND MOMMA PLEASE TRY NOT TO CRY
THE PAIN DID LEAVE TODAY
AND TO THINK ALL IT TOOK WAS FOR YOU TO TURN AWAY
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